PAINT!!!

Paint is going on the walls as we speak.... We have no pictures, however, because they sprayed enamel on the trim the past two days and we are not allowed in the house. I am going to try and get out there this afternoon and get some pics if they take all of the tape off.

Tomorrow or Monday the electricians start. Today the carpenter puts the stairs together, and next week things start coming together.

"M" STORIES:

* I am publishing these stories with a few disclaimers :

1. I live with my husband. You all know him and knew it was going to rub off on at least one of my children.

2. I have no control over what M hears on the school bus.

3. He was properly admonished after I stopped laughing hysterically in the kitchen and/or front seat of the car where he couldn't see me.


Story One:

Sitting in the parking lot at Giant Eagle sorting coupons... I hear in the backseat in a sing-songy voice from M ...." E is a HO (!) ....E is a HO"

I whipped around as quickly as I comprehended what was actually coming out of his mouth.
Me....."M Jack Brown... what did you call your sister!?!"

M... "a HO."

Me..."We don't talk that way...ever!! Who did you hear that from? ( getting ready to wring the necks of the 5th grade boys he rides the bus with ).

M..."From Dad"

Me... From Dad? Dad doesn't say words like that. ( at least not within earshot of the kids. )

M....( in tears ) well, we were playing basketball outside and we were playing "HORSE" and I got an H and I got an O, so Dad was calling me a HO.(!).



At least it wasn't H.....O.....R.



Story #2

M at H's flag football game last Saturday sitting on my Dad's lap....staring at my Dad's 56 year old hands.."Papa? Did you just get out of the bathtub?" ( in reference to the wrinkles HE gets when he's been in the bathtub too long.)


Story # 3....again no judgement on my parenting skills, please.


M and H in the living room where they couldn't see me in the kitchen. One of those infomercials for OxyClean came on TV.

M ...whispers to H "H, what if it was called FoxyClean ?"

M..giggle..."do you know what Foxy means?" ...

M ..." it means sex"...giggle...giggle

H at this point is oblivious to those words, ( remember H is 9 and M is 6 ) comes to tattle on M. M points out that whatever H is telling me is a lie, not knowing I heard the whole thing.


What will I do when he is 10 or 13 or 16 if I am dealing with this now?